Chapter 246: The Audience Kneels!

After Beevin sent Chappell away, he keenly felt that things seemed to be different. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Yesterday, he flaunted his might at the gates of White Wolf Castle for a long time, and finally managed to enter the city with the corpses of Redice and Morno, but he made a lot of publicity.

Openly and secretly, there is a bit of accusation that Dane and Chapur are not saving when they see death in Shizuipo, and at the same time, they are also trying to package Reddis's identity as a tragic hero.

It is precisely because of this that they have been in the limelight everywhere in the White Wolf Castle this day, if it weren't for Pexins and Chapur who desperately sent people to suppress the spread of the news, I am afraid that the White Wolf Castle would have been full of rumors and rumors in the city.

However, although Pehince and Chappell still used some methods, they were actually very weak, and generally did not dare to do anything to Bivin and them, and at most they dispersed the crowd before they were in some places like taverns and squares.

But after all, this is a very passive measure, how effective can it be? As for tougher means, Chappell they have not dared to use them.

But this time it's different.

This time, when Chappell found the hotel where the group was staying, and told him that Lord Dain must see him before sunset, his attitude changed significantly, and his tone of voice became as if he could finally raise his eyebrows.

"Just because Dane is back?" Biven thought in his heart, how could he not have guessed that the reason why Chappelle would have such a change of attitude must be from Dane's order. I'm afraid that the new Overseer of White Wolf Castle, whom he admires, must have been ready to give him a dismount, right?

"Funny......" Bivin muttered, he had promised to go to the top of the castle before sunset to meet Dane, but he didn't really take the dismount that was about to fall on him.

Appreciate Dane and admire Dane, but Bevian has been following Governor Ozer all year round, and he is not a person who has not seen the world. He didn't believe that Dane's battle could scare him.

"I don't dare to offend you, do you dare to do anything to me?"

On this idea, Bivyn is surprisingly in agreement with Dane.

……

It didn't take long for Bevern to march towards the castle in the center of the town, led by a group of White Wolf Fort soldiers. Soon, they were under the castle.

"General Dane is at the top of the castle, you go up."

The man who spoke was the captain of the team that had brought Bivin to the castle. After saying this, he didn't make any other indications, and stayed outside the castle with his team, without telling Biwen how to go up at all.

Unexpectedly, before I met Dane, the first 'dismount' came.

He looked at the edge of the castle and saw a wheel ladder made of pulleys and chains, which should be the tools used to go up to the upper floors under normal circumstances.

But now, none of the servants who were supposed to be in charge of rocking and pulling the wheels were there.

Obviously, it was because he came and removed the servants.

Biwen thinks it's a little funny, and this 'dismounting' is a little boring. You can't take the wheel ladder, it's just a big deal. Twenty floors, seventy or eighty meters high, of course ordinary people will feel very tired when walking, but Biwen is a thirteenth-level wilderness hunter, how can this difficulty of physical exertion be taken into account?

With a sigh, he walked inside the castle and began to climb the stairs.

The idea was come up with by Dane himself. It may seem boring, and it doesn't seem to be useful, but in fact, this trick is not expected to really embarrass Bivin, but is a disrespectful way to provoke the other party's mood and disturb the other person's mood.

To put it simply, I can't do anything to you, but I can disgust you.

I have to say that Bivin was indeed disgusted.

Especially when walking on the stairs, there is a guard standing on each floor, and if he walks a little faster and takes a slightly larger step, he will be constantly reminded to say, "Mr. Emissary, be careful about your manners." ā€

If so, he had to slow down, step by step, and keep his posture slowly moving upward. By the time he had walked twenty floors to the gate at the top of the castle, he had already walked on the steps for almost half an hour!

Bivin, who was slightly panting, stood in front of the door on the top floor, his face was slightly gloomy and ugly. He looked at the door carved with lifelike mythological figures he didn't recognize, and he didn't know what was going on in his head.

Taking a deep breath, Bivin's gaze became firm again.

He reached out and pushed open the door, and the sunlight pierced in without warning.

It was dusk, and the top door opened to the west, the most dazzling angle of the sun. Bivin only felt that everything in front of him was golden, a long red carpet, spreading from under his feet all the way forward, solemn soldiers, holding halberds on both sides of the red carpet, motionless like sculptures. The red carpet stretched through three flights of steps, until the end, and in a place where Bivin had to look up slightly, there was a majestic chair, like a throne.

On the chair, the figure sitting upright was huge, and under the backlight, Bivin couldn't see the figure's appearance clearly, but he could guess that it was Dane.

An inexplicable mood arose from his mind, and the idea that Biwen originally held in his heart to ignore Dane's dismount had long since disappeared in the sunset, on the red carpet, and under the majestic throne. Instead, there is a faint sense of oppression from the bottom of my heart.

He took another deep breath and took a step onto the red carpet, walking towards Dane above.

One-step, two-step, three-step...... Suddenly, a loud bell rang in his ears, and he trembled with fright.

He immediately realized that this was a humiliating move, but no one seemed to care about his gaffe on this solemn field, except for the sound of the wind, except for the sound of bells that rang one after another.

Bivin looked at both sides, and the guards stood straight, unmoved.

He suppressed the panic that had risen in his heart, regrouped his demeanor, and continued to walk.

Walking across the red carpet, stepping over the steps, step by step, soon he was in the sunlight and came to a position only one step away from Dane, who was sitting on the throne, and then he could no longer walk.

The last two guards standing here suddenly lowered their halberds and crossed in front of him, shouting at the same time, "Venerate!" ā€

He stood still.

The two guards behind him also shouted, "The one who meets him kneels!" ā€

A cold sweat appeared on his forehead, but he remained stiff and unmoved.

Immediately afterwards, all the guards shouted in unison: "Kneel, the one who meets you!" ā€

His body was already shaking a little.

Then he saw Dane on the throne standing up, his burly body blocking the huge sunset. An indifferent and powerful voice spat out of his mouth:

"The audience kneels!"

The majestic momentum came at him, and his knees could not withstand the huge psychological pressure, and he knelt under the throne with a pop, and his proud head was lowered. (To be continued.) )